3.14.24 Mt. Hood

It was windy as shit at the top of Mt. Hood and I didn't feel like making too many images. Going up the Old Chutes is one of the options to the top. Today, it was the best option. Not my favorite mountain to climb but really cool to look out the office window and see it. 

2.15.24 Snow Day

I don't often use a handheld flash but have been experimenting with it lately. Seems like the batteries died quickly and the refresh rate sucked. I'm sure it was user-error. I see some other photographers who use it a lot and have often wondered what my images would look like if I added it. In this scene, I think it helps. Flat, sorta boring light wasn't working. Though not on camera, it does give a 1990s vibe of a pop up, on camera flash. 

2.14.24 Redmond, OR

This was the 2nd assignment in the last few months where the subject was either reluctant to be photographed or really hard to track down. Hours late, unreturned calls and texts. Finally were able to meet up for a few minutes. A reality of photojournalism is having to make a portrait or two in an specific, often undesirable location, with a subject who does not want to spend a minute more with you. It was fine. Nothing award-winning. For The Guardian

1.17.24 Baja

Existing within a 4 mile radius. That's my favorite part of the annual sabbatical to Baja. That and letting Reid sit on my lap as he learns to drive on dirt roads in the 1996 baby blue Suburban without seatbelts. Outside of Atlanta, Virginia and Seattle, this is where I've spent the most time. First as a single photographer trying to figure out how to surf and navigate a professional freedom that brought happiness and anxiety to trips with girlfriends and broken down trucks with friends and now as a dad and husband just waiting for happy hour on the beach watching sand being moved from one hole to another. 

1.2.24 Star Valley, WY

We've been working on a 2nd film about horse racing in Wyoming. It's a long story how this project came about but we started the year out in Star Valley, WY watching homemade chariots get pulled by young race horses. It was cold but always nice to be in a full on winter as opposed to this no man's land of 30s and rain in Hood River.

11.1.23 Polar Plunge

The plunge part wasn't that photogenic. Cold and shallow water led to a rather awkward entrance. Reid and his friend, Breton, were much more interesting to photograph. 

11.27.23 Timberline Lodge

Portraits of Lisa for Haas, Harvard's Business School Magazine. Timberline Lodge is really cool. Heard there are some mice in the rooms but I'd still stay there. 

11.24.23 Timberline Lodge

For the parent's Christmas card.

11.20.24 Vancouver, WA

Definitely the most challenging assignment in a while. I brought what film I had on hand - Portra 400 - and my Hasselblad. Thought I might be able to break the ice with a unique camera. It worked but the room was dark. I balanced the camera on the desk and hoped he stayed still long enough. I shot for 5 min. That would be only images I shot of Andrey for this entire assignment. Strange feeling turning in 2 photos of the main subject. For the New York Times.

10.13.23 Central Cascades

I got into a boxing match with a mouse the first night. He / she (I didn't get a good look at it) had eaten through the top of my tent. It fell on my which is probably the grossest part of the whole situation. Those little sick feet scampering over my sleeping bag. I got it out but it came back for more. As it crawled up the side of my tent, I punched it in the face. It came back 5 min later because the mouse is really stupid or brave and I was able to land a combo left and right on it sending it bouncing off the ropes (rainfly). The mouse probably thinks it won. I slept fine after I moved my tent to a new spot. 

9.24.23 Deschutes River

He's potty trained but can't quite tell the difference between false alarms and the real deal. We've all been there. Luckily, the groover was on our boat. Reid's first river trip was as successful as I could have hoped. He slept through every rapid and screamed at every passing duck. 

8.1.23 Columbia Center for the Arts

My series, The Way West, is on display at the Columbia Center for the Arts in Hood River. 

7.5.23 Lost Lake

The best place to escape on a hot day.

4.29.23 Deschutes River

His first night in a tent. Fuck, I hope I don't forget this.